Keeping track

Electra followed closely behind as Cadence and I headed outside for a quick photo shoot as the sun went down. She immediately picked up the scent of one of the birds that recently vacated the yard and began tracking, nose to the ground, tail fanning the air, making a sound somewhere between a yip and a howl. Cadence turned to get a better look at what was going on.

After watching intently for a few moments, Cadence began to coo and laugh loudly, breaking Electra’s concentration. I was shocked, because nothing short of a nuclear attack usually breaks Electra’s concentration when she’s tracking.

Finally, after exhausting her bird hunt in the yard, Electra worked her way back to where Cadence and I were snapping photos on the patio and, as always, she made sure to take a moment to give her baby a good sniff, just to make sure we didn’t trade Cadence for a different baby while she was occupied in the yard. Satisfied, the three of us retreated into the house for the night.